It was indeed lively inside. Faye Yardley and Yvonne Lynch followed the Catgirl to a booth. In the center of the room was a raised platform for performances.
Two "people" were currently fighting on it, and the crowd of onlookers was even more worked up than the combatants.
The mix of shouts, fighting sounds, and music in the bar created an incredible adrenaline rush.
But even amidst such a cacophony, the Catgirl's voice remained clear. "Guests, what would you like to drink? If you want to place a bet, you can just press the button on the table for the one you're rooting for."
"Okay, we'll look around first. Do you have any recommendations?"
The Catgirl actually gave them some serious recommendations for cheap, tasty, low-alcohol drinks.
Faye Yardley ordered two pretty-looking, low-alcohol drinks, then her gaze naturally drifted to the central platform.
"Faye, do you think that Tigerman will win? The Snakefolk seems really fierce, too."
"Hey there, ladies. Mind if I join you?"
